Blonde African American

African American blonde

Picture about beautiful blonde African American woman. Yahoo ! J'ai teint mes cheveux noirs Platine & Voici comment ça s'est passé !

For all my twenty years I have never worn anything other than my dark skull. This stripe turned amber the same evening I dropped into a highly chlorine swimmingpool but it' s a tale for another year. Most of the times the colour of my head was never something I tried.

After all, I liked my own style of shampooing. What better timeframe than the present to run with the tide and win it? So I began my research and came across Sable Yong's work on xoJane, what it took to get her Asiatic coat of satin.

Somehow it was like the worlds most horrible event, but DAMN looked good to her. Extremely painful + an extravagant sum of cash = blonde plate? I had prepared myself in anticipation with nightly coir mask of coir nut oils every evening for a fortnight before my meeting, and that is important - about half an hours before the departure of Painkiller.

At first he chipped off a few centimetres of my castles; I was going to get a little bit short, so there was no need to whiten all my hairdos, but we held it a little longer so there was more to chop after the blow. So it would be a wise move to slice the ends afterwards.

Cajun' smeared my whole fucking face with whitener. On the first morning, the remainder of the tour became a kind of queue. We' ve done a dual procedure to remove as much colour as possible from my highly coloured colour. I was in a moment of intense discomfort because my scalps were burned so much that they felt chilly.

Oh, and that odour - a mixture of bleaching agent and stinging bristles.... it was enough to make my eye crying. Only two laps later, my black coat was a thing of the past. So I bumped my inspiration pictures at Cajun and asked him if he really thought I was reaching Platin (I'm annoying). The newer hairs, which are nearer to the scalps, lift faster than the tips, so in order to balance my colour we had to make the remainder of my head a little more.

At the end, my coat still seemed like a "campfire," as Cajun used to call it. As I did not want to run around with my colored red colour on my face for longer than necessary (NOT with my own complexion!), I went to Cajun the next monday.

This can be wise or not, according to the state of your coat - you may have to allow a few months, but you will need to talk to your styst. It felt quite good - despite the pains from the very first morning there had been no harm to my scalps and my coat felt really well.

To have good algae was something I have always been proud of; I hadn't blow-dried or stylised my algae in the last two years before this nomination. Perhaps he tried to put me in a good state of consciousness that worked for about two seconds until we once again smeared my head with light.

And I mean, I could actually see the whites sizzle. Twice we worked my algae into my head before tightening it in an aggressive way to bring it nearer to the blonde I was looking for. An hour later we were done with the bleaching agent. There were two more laps of toners ahead of us, one to tint the oranges and another to maintain the amber.

If you put more chemical on a rough burnt skin, it will burn even more. So I grabbed the lounge seat as my own existence hung on it (which he somehow did). Then Cajun made the big unveiling and there I was looking at myself as a real blonde in the looking glass.

It' only been one days and I still have the combat scar from experiencing (TMI: crusts are quite literally peeling off my scalps as we speak)..... but I'm totally on IN lov. It' s nice how my new coat looks with my new coat (even though there are some colours I can't use anymore).

Strong lip stick tones look even better against the light blonde. Are blonds more enjoyable? Tuberculosis because I spend the remainder of the evening stroking my kitty and observing Netflix. And how is my hairdryer? Once my normal health is not as poor as it could be, but it's certainly not in the best state - it's still madly pored, so it has this strange, snail-like consistency when it's soaked.

I' ve equipped my bath room with an array of mask, oil, leave-in conditioner and almost every type of balm you can imagine to try to put my new husband back in his old state. I' ll let you know later how it goes.... but in the meantime I will be enjoying the blonde one.

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